The Gottwood family tradition continues - complete child traumatization via Santa! This year we thought things would go more smoothly since Phoebe is able to understand things a little better (unlike last year where we heartlessly threw her into the lap of a giant bearded stranger). For about a week leading up to the trip we'd talk about Santa, lingering on the bringing presents part. We even practiced what to tell him to bring (she asked for "SnuffalupagusBigBird with all the other guys"). When we got there, Phoebe maintained that she was definitely interested in seeing Santa so we waited in a super long line. When we finally got to the front:
, a photo by lockwoodkate on Flickr.
Poor Santa! , a photo by lockwoodkate on Flickr.
Also, Phoebe dressed herself this morning. We kept trying to suggest something a little more festive, but she insisted the sweatpants would look stunning in her Santa picture. What? You didn't notice the sweatpants? You were too distracted by the evil parent holding the struggling, screaming child? Well, maybe that was her plan all along :)
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